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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
elaboration on changeMarch 25, 2004 12:00 a.m. Related Reading Okay.....change. ....yeah, I'm going to get to that nice and easy, one thing at a time, starting with the one I've mulled over the most. Remember back when I wanted to call Jeff and wrote that entry about it? Well....I finished writing that entry, cleaned my apt. and called him. Why did I do it? Several Reasons. First off, it was something I had to decide to do myself. I couldn't ask anyone what they thought I should do because,...besides knowing what they would say (telling me not to) everyone has the own opinions based on their own experience. Sooner or later I need to just grow up and make a fucking decision on my own instead of calling someone and having them spend an hour convincing me to do something. Secondly. after I cleaned I was just sitting there with the phone in my hand trying to decide if I should call or not. And I tried every decision making device from Tarot cards to flipping a coin, never being satisfied with the response (good or bad) ...finally I decided that instead of continuing to tear myself up over it for the rest of the night, I could simply make the fucking phone call. When I called .....I called to applogize for my behavior, which he accepted,...and to get the phone number for this one chick that dated a friend of his. The chick is really cool and she and I hit it off really well. She leaves in town...I figured I could call her and see if she wants to hang out some time. The call was very short. He seemed happy. but I don't think it was because he was talking to me. I think he was happy regardless...and actually didn't want to talk to me because he really didn't have much to say. I asked him if he was well...and he said yes.....he asked me the same and I told him I was doing alright. And now thanks to his caller id, he has my number. He hasn't called. ....though I think I want him to, I don't really expect im to actually do it. Wow...so after typing that I think I can bring myself to type the next thing. I got layed off yesterday. I think I'm still in denial about the whole thing, hasn't really sunk in yet. ..Though I've had my co-workers call and tell me that they didn't know that was going to happen and they are trying to find a way to get me back. I was layed off not because of anything I had done or not done, simply because the agency had lost several big accounts and could no longer afford me on the payroll. I am trying to have faith and I keep telling myself that it's not what I'm supposed to do...and would be leaving there eventually so...why not now. So well see how this next month goes (I'm getting 2 more pay checks) and the whole job search thing, but I'm really bad at that. but now I have more experience under my belt....so... And plus I'm an artist. ....I think all I want is a job at the new blockbuster that's opening up ...and trying and get art shows. I mean...I'm an artist and a movie dork...sounds great to me. Oh and I've seen a million and 1 movies recently,....there will be reviews in the near future...oh yes there will. Till the I'm going to go watch X2 on our new Fucking Big Tele. (36 inch not bad for artists.) |
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